King Creosote - Pauper's Dough lyrics

Injustice on its knees underground The clawed-out tonnage is to our detriment In these clarty surrounds The combined earnings of our tenements Won't stretch to many rounds And yet we're striving to be counted We'll fight for what is right And we'll strike for what is rightfully ours And I want better for my boy To bury my father in dry, consecrated ground You've got to rise above the gutter you are inside x4 Rise … x2 Rise above the gutter you are inside x4 You've got to rise above the gutter you are inside x2 Rise (above the gutter you are inside) x2